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on the corner of wetlands with a confederate flag for a headband
God dam eggplants, niggas getting' me vexed man
Cause I'm surrounded by garbage like Fred Sav
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, "I need you"
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life, what's free
Since a lad, I
thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be burned in your own waste
screaming in hell
No such thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be
around in a den full of snakes
Seen them changing their skin by the day
Kill your own kin damn just to make it out
100 knives in my back I can't take em
from Osama Bin Laden
Lil' nigga he signed this shit (straight up)
I'm 4L Gang, if you reach for my chain
Then a nigga gon' die in this bitch (on God
Always been 100 can't fake that
Been through hell and back
Still would never take back
(I been real)
Can't nobody ever take that
I lost track
Now I
Is she for real
Yeah yeah
Is she for real yh
I be trying to find love in this land but I swear to god I ain't seen nun
She used to be the bitch that I
Uh
This is, this is, this is, this is, this is
Uh
This is, this is
I got a hundred guns, uh
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm
real, Poor Righteous Teachers represent
'96 off the hook we're dropping this hit kid
Watch
Lord, how you be, that of G, peace God
Fuck frauds, get yours,
name pop up, for real
I know y'all, I ain't supposed to wife her
But it's God's fault, I wasn't supposed to like her
Sometimes I think, why'd I have
Could be forever, it could be real, you are still alive, well I'm your meal
Too much to digest, but I go easy, you just let me to take the lead
God took
a hell of a decision
But I'm wrong and I know it, my excuses aren't important
I'm just tryna let you know that I ain't think I had a choice, for real
Money and sex and the diamonds material things what a façade
People are searching for love and for joy and for peace in everything other than God
getting money
Smoking L's by the hundreds
We got blow, we got molly
We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money
Killing niggas for the money,
with it
Feel me on this
I submit to God, but I can't forgive, look at my ribs
I was starved, I pray for my kids, how will they live
This ain't no world
for whatever
My nigga I'm ready for whatever
We got 100's on 100's on 100's on 100's you see that they banded up
I look out tha window they coming my
of course he lyin'
Over three hundred thousand Americans done died
Lil Wayne and Lil Pump jumped on Trump dick
Now look, now they look stupid for doin'
God, Wraith)
She hit my phone everyday (Everyday)
Ooh, she wanna fly to the A (oh my God, let's go)
Ooh, pints of the red by the case (Red)
Ooh, I
we victorious
So stop tripping dawg
God is glorious
For real
We fight like Gideon's Army
We know that nothing can harm we
Are all the body of Christ
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer
me
100k on me, real neat
Yes, I like my hoes on a leash
Yeah, I like my lil hoe petite
And I like my bank roll beast, yeah, uh
She wanna go
I got it then you got it too
You my nigga you dawg, you know ima ride for you
Just it 100 please don't lie to me
Just keep it 100 please don't lie
for the
Position of monotheism
Traditionally held by Jewish in they religion
And that's true but he started
Trippin' in his position
And said that God
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